I tamed beasts and achieved immortality in the world of cultivation.

Canglan Domain.

Lingyun Mountain Range.

The Twelve Peaks of Lingyun float above the sea of ​​clouds.

As dawn broke, countless golden rays pierced through the clouds, illuminating the twelve green peaks with shimmering light. Amidst the surging clouds, cranes would occasionally dart out, letting out a long cry before flapping their wings and disappearing into the clouds.

The foremost peak, Tianzhu Peak, rises over ten thousand feet high, with a waterfall cascading down from its summit like an inverted Milky Way. Amidst the misty spray, a rainbow even spans between the two peaks.

This is the Lingyun Sect, one of the seven righteous sects in the Canglan Domain. It has been established for 6,700 years and has a late-stage Nascent Soul ancestor who is in charge of the sect, making it a powerful force in Canglan.

Its five kingdoms—

Wu, Lan, Cang, Yun, Ning—countless mortals depend on the immortal sects for their livelihood.

Among the twelve peaks of Lingyun, the most inconspicuous is Luoxia Peak, where the outer disciples reside.

At this moment, in a sunny courtyard on Luoxia Peak.

Chen Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, facing the purple aura of the rising sun, his hands forming a hand seal, his expression focused.

A blue aura flickered around him, and spiritual energy flowed slowly along his meridians as he attempted to cast a newly learned spell—

Spirit Rain Technique.

This technique is a basic water-attribute spell. After casting, it can condense spiritual energy into sweet rain to nourish spiritual plants. It is an essential means of caring for spiritual fields and spiritual beast gardens.

Chen Qing circulated his spiritual energy, and a cloud of water mist gradually condensed in his palm. But just as it was about to turn into raindrops, with a "poof," the water mist dissipated, turning into a dampness, and nothing fell.

"Failed again."

Chen Qing opened his eyes and sighed helplessly.

He calculated the date and realized that today was his eighteenth birthday, and also the eighteenth year since he came into this world.

That's right, he's a time traveler.

In his past life, he was just one of the masses, living an ordinary life. His only hobby was going to a roadside stall to eat skewers and drink beer after get off work. That day, he had just received his salary and was thinking of treating himself to a meal. When he passed by the intersection, he saw an old lady crossing the road shakily.

The green light has only three seconds left.

He hesitated for a moment, but still rushed over to help.

Then--

A large truck sped by, running a red light.

When she awoke again, she was already a fetus in her womb, born into this world.

In this life, he is still called Chen Qing, and his appearance is not much different from his previous life—just ordinary.

My father runs several herbal medicine shops in Yunzhou City of Wu Kingdom, and my mother is a woman from a branch of a small immortal cultivation family in the city. Although she has no spiritual roots, she has some knowledge.

Although his family wasn't extremely wealthy, they were well-off, and his parents doted on him, making his life even more comfortable than in his previous life.

I originally thought that my life would be just about being a rich man, getting married, having children, and living a simple life.

But when I was nine, everything changed.

That day, a spirit boat suddenly appeared in the sky above Yunzhou City. When it was still a hundred feet away from the city wall, several figures jumped off the boat, floated in the air, and landed gracefully on the square in front of the city lord's mansion.

The leader was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with a thin face and three long wisps of beard. Wherever his gaze swept, the crowd involuntarily lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

Ascension Envoy, Outer Sect Steward of Lingyun Sect, Foundation Establishment True Person!

That day, Chen Qing learned for the first time that there really was immortality and eternal life in this world.

Having seen the light, how could I bear to remain in darkness?

He begged his father to use his connections to secure him a spot at the ascension ceremony, which recruited six- or seven-year-old children.

On the day of the test, Chen Qing was so nervous that his palms were sweating. When the immortal placed the spirit-testing disc on his forehead, and the disc lit up with yellow, cyan, and blue light, he heard the immortal's voice:

"Earth, Wood, and Water—these are the three spiritual roots; one can enter a sect."

At that moment, Chen Qing almost jumped up.

Three spiritual roots!

Although they cannot compare to those prodigies with Heavenly Spiritual Roots or Dual Spiritual Roots, they are still qualified to formally join a sect!

And so, at the age of nine, Chen Qing joined the Lingyun Sect and embarked on the path of learning Taoist arts and seeking immortality.

however--

Nine years have passed.

From the age of nine to the age of eighteen, a full nine years have passed, and he has only reached the third level of Qi Refining.

Chen Qing looked down at his hands. For the past nine years, he had been wearing purple robes in the morning and drawing in the moonlight at night, meditating to understand the mysteries and refining spiritual energy, never slacking off for a single day.

However, given his three spiritual roots and the lack of resources, his cultivation speed is just that slow.

The sect provides a subsidy of three spirit stones per year, and two spirit stones per month for completing tasks. This amount of resources is barely enough to sustain cultivation, and one has to be very careful with money if they want to buy a pill.

"Three spiritual roots, you're supposed to be of average talent, so how come your cultivation progresses at such a snail's pace?"

Chen Qing couldn't help but criticize himself.

He had heard that those with a single spiritual root could expect to reach the Golden Core stage as long as they didn't die young; those with two spiritual roots were practically guaranteed to form a foundation and had a 30% chance of forming a Golden Core.

As for having three spiritual roots, that's considered normal for a sect, meaning one has a chance to attempt Foundation Establishment once in their lifetime.

Those with four or five spiritual roots fared even worse. Most of them could only serve as menial disciples, doing the hardest work and receiving the fewest resources. Reaching the late stage of Qi Refining before the age of sixty was considered a stroke of good luck.

"Chen Qing, let's go, it's time for your shift!"

A loud shout suddenly came from outside the courtyard, interrupting Chen Qing's thoughts.

Chen Qing jumped off the bed and pushed open the courtyard gate.

The newcomer was dressed in a blue outer disciple's robe, with a small sword embroidered on his chest and a sword at his waist. He was of medium height, with a handsome face and a touch of heroism in his eyes.

He was leaning against the door frame, holding a green fruit in his hand, and took a crunchy bite.

It was Xiao Chunan, who lived next door to him.

Every time Chen Qing saw this face or heard this name, he wanted to complain.

According to Xiao Chunan himself, his father's surname is Xiao and his mother's surname is Chu, and the two have an extremely close relationship.

After giving birth to twins, a boy and a girl, his father slapped his forehead and said that the boy would be named Xiao Chunan and the girl would be named Xiao Chunu, which would be very meaningful.

And so Xiao Chunan was tricked.

What's even more frustrating is that his younger sister, Xiao Chunu, has dual spiritual roots and excellent aptitude. On her first day in the sect, she was noticed by a Golden Core elder and taken in as his personal disciple. Now she has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining and is cultivating on Danxia Peak.

Xiao Chunan, on the other hand, possessed three spiritual roots, and like Chen Qing, he could only honestly start from the outer sect.

He entered the sect a year earlier than Chen Qing and is now at the fourth level of Qi Refining, considered to have entered the mid-stage of Qi Refining. However, he has good talent in swordsmanship and joined Sword Echo Peak.

The small sword on his chest is the symbol of Sword Echo Peak.

"Brother Chu Nan, where did you get these fruits?" Chen Qing greeted him with a smile.

"These are from the jujube tree in my yard, have a taste."

Xiao Chunan took out another one and tossed it to Chen Qing, who took a crunchy bite and mumbled, "Were you practicing magic again? You're only at the third level of Qi Refining and you're already in a hurry to learn these things. Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew."

"It's just a magic rain spell, nothing profound."

Chen Qing took the green jujube and took a bite. It was sweet and sour, and very juicy. "Besides," she said, "when we go to work at the Spirit Beast Peak, knowing a Spirit Rain Technique will make it easier to bathe the spirit beasts, won't it?"

"Hey, that's the truth."

Xiao Chunan grinned, "Let's go, or Master Xu will start nagging again."

The two used their lightness technique to run down the mountain.